Brilliance that surrounds me
I’ve been more optimistic recently. Almost giddy on the scent of spring - the distinctive mingle of lilacs, mown lawns and fertilizer in the air. There is rebirth in the vivid green of leaves finally come to cloak the poor, bare sticks of Winter. And there is the glee in the possibility of throwing up […]
Love or Nothing
I knew there was a wealth of entertainment in these tennis moments. So here’s the beginning - the first round of fictional tennis. Thanks to Ron, who has given me permission to riff on his exquisite lines about love and tennis….
Lara Shepherd bounced the ball four times on the service line before drawing the racket […]
Hallelujah
Great Scott! Hallelujah! Sweet Jesus! Hot Diggity Dog! I’ve never been so happy to see a damn plug in my entire life. Just imagine me drifting around the house for the past five days lurking in dark hallways, listening at doors, waiting breathlessly for the moment that MBH leaves the computer to fix a […]
Today in Poetry, II
Silence
Breasts bared in a cool dark room,
Nipples stand and swell in the glow of iniquity,
This is how he’ll remember it-
Just an outline, a vague light creeping
From beneath silken drapes, closed for privacy.
Tilted hips on a soft white bed.
The fragile trill of her laughter beneath the palm of his hand
Resting in her stomach’s soft hollow.
Where he […]
Today in Poetry
Your Music
An emotional turn of phrase
With all its own inexplicable reasons,
Dancing out from dark to light.
It’s joy from sorrow.
This one swift surprise
That moves me.
Gustav Klimt’s Embrace
Gardenias - the NC 17 version
I’ve been told I need to sort of elaborate on the sexual climax at the center of my story Gardenias; that I abandon the reader to their imagination when I should show them the very thing that occurs. So it has been revised with a little help. See the original bit here and come […]
Gardenia Excerpt
She talks to herself in the bathroom mirror. Her lips damp with rum, her cheeks glowing with drink. He is only sharing the truth with someone, anyone. There is no harm in this. She manipulates her shirt back into the waistline of her jeans, she smoothes her hair and purses her lips. She stares […]
Bottom of the Tank
It dawns another ugly gray March day, depressing in its raw hopelessness. It’s supposed to be the advent of Spring. I feel betrayed. Where is my sunshine, my crisp breeze, where are the damn daffodils?
Admittedly, even without Mother Nature’s cruel withholding, I’d still be feeling pretty bleak today. Probably a culmination of two whole […]
Smugly Satisifed
I’ve got it! Eureka! I’ve go it! It’s Starlight by Muse - that’s the song that’s been eluding me for over a year now. And they’re tricky - that band, offering the song only as an album purchase on Amazon. I may cave and buy the whole damn thing because it’s really the perfect tune […]
Without Him
She used to have sexual dreams of carnal lust and physical satisfactions but now she just dreams of being held. He is taller than her, the man who comes to her in sleep. Her face is always pressed to his chest while he wraps his arms around her. He kisses the top of her head […]
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